Jin Dachuan slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over Brother Cheng's face.
Song Moting stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Jin Dachuan, blocking the path of everyone in the room.
Before that, Song Moting had quietly pushed Jiang Xiaoxiao to the door, where there was nobody.
He secretly gestured with his eyes, indicating Jiang Xiaoxiao to open the door and run if things went wrong.
He couldn't let his wife get hurt.
He was Jiang Xiaoxiao's husband, and protecting her was his responsibility.
Jin Dachuan slowly rolled up his sleeves.
"Brother Cheng, does it look like you want to spar with me? Or is two thousand not enough?"
Song Moting sidestepped, standing back to back with Jin Dachuan, both men watching everyone around them like hawks.
Jia Shu staggered to her feet from the ground, but because of her weakness, she almost fell headfirst to the floor.
The thin man in front of her didn't reach out to help; he was focused entirely on He Aiguo.
